Chapter 16

Chapter Sixteen

“How long are we staying?” I whisper to Riak as we make our way to the hotel entrance. The closest hotel was 20 minutes away, and in that time Riak managed to keep her hands to herself only after I warned her I would swerve off the road if she didn’t get her hand out of my pants.

She shrugs.

There’s no follow-up to that. I blink at her, but before I can respond we arrive at the counter. “Hi! How can I help you?”

The man behind the counter greets us with a smile and the kind of cheeriness that is reminiscent of me at work. In situations like this I like to be prepared because preparation tends to help me keep from stumbling over my words and coming across as inept. No such luck this time.

“Hey, we'd like to get a room.” My voice comes out sounding huskier than normal, and I cringe inside thinking the guy can tell just from that why we need the room.